CHAPTER XI
THE OLD LADY'S BEDROOM
NOTHING more happened worth telling for some time. The autumn
came and
went by. There were no more flowers in the garden. The winds blew
strong, and howled among the rocks. The rain fell, and drenched the
few
yellow and red leaves that could not get off the bare branches. Again
and again there would be a glorious morning followed by a pouring
afternoon, and sometimes, for a week together, there would be rain,
nothing but rain, all day, and then the most lovely cloudless night,
with the sky all out in full-blown stars--not one missing. But the
princess could not see much of them, for she went to bed early. The
winter drew on, and she found things growing dreary. When it was too
stormy to go out, and she had got tired of her toys, Lootie would take
her about the house, sometimes to the housekeeper's room, where the
housekeeper, who was a good, kind old woman, made much of her-sometimes
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